Falling for my boyfriend's Navy brother novel Chapter 143

143: Penny

What The Bell lost happened!

My legs are still trembling. Me polie is so loud can hear it in my ears, and I can’t med br

1st back on the edge of my bed, gripping the mattress like it’s the only thing keeping me from falling right no re tight, like he’s still holding me, the his hand is still wrapped around my wrim, like his teeth are will gra

I’ve never…. I mean, I didn’t even know my body could feel like this. Like every single nerve ending in on fan. Like my skin ja tas tight, tow senndina, -everything, I’m pulsing. Every single part of me is pulsing, and he didn’t reen kiss me

would that be like? I just being held by him, his hands gripping

diding into my

his chest premet la mue

tuma my legs to liquid and scrambles my brain, what wereld actually being kissed by him do to mel

… more than that?

I choke on my own breath, heat heading my face. What am I even thinking? I can’t think about him like this. I have a boyfriend

God, Tyler.

1 stare at the fine crackling in the hearth, at the shad

Except….

it casts on the walls. I have a boyfriend. Tyler.

Except I can’t even remember the last time Tyler touched me and made me feel like this. Like I might actually disintegrate. Like I’m made of nigar, and he’s about to deunt Be.

I squeeze my thighs together, trying to stop the spiraling heat, but it doesn’t help. All I can think about is Asher. His body caping i

to my throat. The rough grip of his fingers on my wrists. His berath, hot and unsteady, brushing my ear when he told me to be careful.

God.

I need to stop. I need to get a grip. I need to talk to Tyler.

That thought makes my stomach turn.

Because what 1 even going to way?

“Hey, sorry I keep thinking about your brother in ways that are definitely not friendly and probably better, okay?

appropriate, but I’m really sorry and we should try to

Yeah. Right.

And even if I did tell Tyler, or if I was honest and told him my brain has decided to betray me, that I can’t stop thinking about his brother’s hands, hia.

what then? voire, bis damn eyes………

I’ll break up with Tyler and ruin our relationship, and for what? So I can pine after a guy who probably doesn’t even see me as anything more than his brother’s clingy girlfriend?

stunning, gergedaa

Because sure, maybe Asher wants me. Physically, I mean… I felt it. Hand and, well, way too big for words, Pressing against my lower belly. But guys like Asher, they’re not starved for options. He’s probably used to women throwing themselves at hips. He’s probably used to women in his bed every morning.

And what am I to him? Just some ting, clundy, easily fastered gut w

| who can’t even walk on irr without neatly cracking her head open

I don’t have a chance with him. Not really.

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Chapter 143: Penny

And I’m not even sure I should want qua

1 look at him from the conuer of my rýr. He’s still ulting an trying to calm doen, the

I bite my lip, het still borning in my thrcki.

“Are you okay?” I blurt out, wincing at how breathless sound.

bed, head tilla–l back saint the wall, eyes closed, chest and mixing and falling the here

His eyes crack open. Dark, stormy, a litle wild around the edges. “You’re asking t

I hash bander. “Y–yeah. You a

His low ticks. He lets out a low heath, the nuude in his berarm twitching where his hand is gripping the mattres

A small, disbelieving sunile creeps onto my lips. “You don’t look fine;”

His res

mine, sharp, and I swtfel it in my chest. “Careful”

I suck in a breath, pube kicking up again.

His gaze drops to my throat, then flicks back to my eyes. Israr his hand twitches, like he’s resisting the urge to reach out.

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